Hi Carol,I just read your "J'aime les jeans" blog news and I was surprised to find a photo of a friend of mine with your comment «I LOVE this look and I would kill to have it...It's funny.... no?I find that you very often quote the macaroons Pierre Hermé….you have some shares of his Co ? Macaroons F.DEVILLE are definitely better but unfortunately we don’t find them in Paris !Cordial regardsPGdA

I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate your passing on such wonderful pictures and info to all of us "Paris Fanatics" from afar. I love to read anything I can get my hands on regarding French fashion, culture, etc., and took your recommendation of "What French Women Know." If you have any other recommendations of some "jewels" you've read, please pass them on. Again, thanks for your daily dose of all things French... it makes me look forward more than ever to the day when I can return to Paris myself! XO, Catherine

Carol, your Paris street scenes simply never fail to disappoint. No matter what the subject (love this one!), you're there and you bring the city to life. Nothing escapes your eye! (Meaning I'd better be on fashion alert myself while walking about the St. Sulpice or Marais areas on my next visit; one never knows who might be snapping shots!) :-)All the best!Michael

So true!I'll never forget this beautiful woman I saw once in a store in Lyon. She was wearing jeans and a button up white shirt and looked SO CHIC! I really don't think I've ever seen anyone else more striking.

Greetings from Australia. I just want to thank you for making our recent trip to Paris even more enjoyable. Your jeans post reminds me of an indicent when we were in London and were on the way to Hampton Court by boat. A lovely English woman commented to us on the ugliness of mature women wearing jeans. I had to take a quick look to make sure I wasn't wearing mine that day! As a grandmother of 7 I still find them the most wearable item in my wardrobe.

The pics and paintings on PB remind me so much of Paris that I couldn't resist. I love your blog and when I am feeling that I miss Paris a bit too much I hop over and have a look at what you are up to.

Re the love of frenchies for les jeans, I've often wondered if it's somewhat like tennis. A game they invented, are now rarely winners at, and they harbor this secret envy of the Americans' successes.

That is , "jeans", formerly Levis and dungerees were traditionally cut from denim(ie. material de Nemes). The original working- stiff garb from France made popular in America by Mr. Levi and now the subject of "pants envy" by you-know who. How egalitarian !? The working class overalls now so universal and chic ! Cool ! But you probably know all this anyway........Regards, Ron

Jeans are so universal. You can do so much with them. I agree with the smoking to keep thin bit. I would rather not be that thin if thats what it takes. Sues comment cracked me up.. Thats me too. lolFun post.

Everything is better in Paris!!!! I think they are thin not only because they smoke but they walk or ride a bike everywhere. Unlike us who jump in the car to get where we must go. Also, I think the portions of the food you get are smaller.....they aren't in to super-sizing everything.

Ah J'aime le jeans! I am never outta jeans and this post has cheered me up no end. I've been feeling less than glam and fashionable today but now I am chic ;-) Actually I might nip to the shops and buy a pair!!

mais oui, les Parisiennes sont minces, running in the Metro, running for shopping, running for Kids, running all the time, I know what I am talking about,but just a little thing, they still love cooking!!! not only BABA au rhum!!!ha, ha, ha,!!!!!

What I initially noted was the fact that the jeans no longer seem as dark colored as favored in the past? I was thinking the darker jeans were favored. Is this no longer the case? I so enjoy your fashion posts/updates! Merci!

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Hi I'm Carol Gillott,
My Mom taught me watercolors at 5. I'm still at it, now tripping over cobblestones, living in a 6th-floor garret on l'Ile Saint-Louis, Paris. Read Parisbreakfast with a hot chocolate and croissant.
I paint Paris breakfasts.